
The Frontrunner and the Houseguest
The frontrunner
There is one pumpkin this year that matters, and by the end of July it had gone fully orange while still sitting on the vine. Round, clean, no soft spots.
It nearly caused a panic. From a distance there appeared to be a hole chewed through the top โ the kind of thing that ends a pumpkin's season in a week. It turned out to be a leaf lying flat against the skin, veins showing through, doing a convincing impression of damage. Nothing had touched it.
The plan from here is to keep the best one or two fruits and pin the vine tip past the keeper, so the plant stops spending on new starts. The backups stay until the winner is at least softball-sized, because young pumpkins drop themselves for no reason anyone can see, and it is a bad idea to cull your insurance early.
The rest of the patch
Zucchini are arriving faster than anyone asked for. There was a spaghetti squash in the last haul that got earmarked as a turkey treat before it made it inside, and the San Marzanos are ripening at whatever pace each individual plant has decided on โ one red, several stubbornly green.
The squash blossoms are the best-looking thing out there and last about a morning.
The gourds work nights
The bottle gourds are on the trellis and flowering, but you have to go out in the evening to see it. Pumpkins and squash flower yellow in the morning; bottle gourds flower white and open toward dusk, which is why this one was photographed at five to eight.
No fruit set yet as of this week. The vine is climbing and blooming, so it should be soon, but there is nothing hanging on the netting to photograph.
Riki
We are dogsitting an English bulldog named Riki for the week.
He came out to the yard on a long lead and got introduced to the birds, which went about as well as it could โ the turkeys walked over to see what he was, and he sat there and let them. No barking from either side. Pawel and Pawleen did their own inspection on the patio two days later and reached no conclusion.
Mostly he lies in the grass in the shade of the house and watches the flock operate around him, which is a reasonable way to spend August.
Elsewhere
The sunflowers have goldfinches on them from morning on. One of the roosters has taken to standing on the fence rail above the garden beds like he is supervising the work.
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